Monday, 16 December 2013

कड़वा सच

समाज के प्रश्नों कि,
शरशय्या पर जो लेटी है।
लक्ष्मी का वो रूप,
पत्नी, माँ और बेटी है।

फसी हुई इस चक्रव्यूह में,
पल-पल मर कर जीती है।
तिल-तिलकर जलती रहे,
क्या यही समाज की रीति है?

हर युग में क्यों जलकर,
वही परीक्षा देती है?
देवी का वह रूप,
क्यों आँखों में चुभती रहती है?

नर-नारी के इस अंतर को,
आज हमें मिटाना है।
यह वो कड़वा सच है,
जो अब हमें झुठलाना है।

Saturday, 7 December 2013

A JASMINE IN TWILIGHT

Its yellow and red,
And dull and bright.
The sun rays wake up sleepily,
And en-cave the pale moonlight.

Amidst the dreamy world,
Lies a yawning jasmine.
Awaken from its sleep
By the gloomy shine.
The breeze blankets the flower bed,
As in some corner of the world,
A lover murmurs his beloved’s name
Unconscious in his sleep and turned.
The flower in a dismal haze,
Drinks in the early beauty of his home.
The first butterfly comes to give him company,
And fills in the beauty of which he is epitome.


None of them know what destiny has retained,
 If they’d see each other tomorrow.
If the lover would pluck it as a gift to his love, (Or if it would rise in the same way as today.)
And hence without any grief or sorrow,
They look forward to the day,
And wait for the sun to shine bright.
Together the early butterfly,
And the first jasmine in twilight.

Friday, 29 November 2013

LOST IN LIFE

Where an I,
I don't know.
Where I go,
I don't care to see.
I just carry on with the flow.

It's all a haze,
A blur of black and white.
Like riding a bike in full,
And not looking out.
Just flowing in dull and bright.

It's like sleeping after long,
And losing yourself in trance.
That's what lost in life is like,
Make as many mistakes as you'd want,
And give yourself another chance.

i"d like company,
A clear face in d haze.
A rider with me,
Or a partner in my dream.
With my fire and blaze.

But not now,
Not just yet.
I fly on my own for now,
I walk the pavement alone.
Till I find the person I haven't yet met.

Sunday, 17 November 2013

DEATH IS JUST A BEGINNING

A start, a new one,
A beginning of the end.
A brand new world I enter,
With new fashion and different trend.

I'm living again,
A whole new life I go.
I see all that I've left behind,
And all I have to let go.
In the world I lived,
Death was over-rated.
But now that I go through it,
It is just a path generated.
Generated by us and Him,
For all we do and done to us.
For all we are,
And who made us.

People call it a stop,
I call it an opening.
Of us to all what was, is and will be,
It just is a BEGINNING.

Sunday, 22 September 2013

A BRIGHT NIGHT

                      -A NEW HOPE

I’m talking to the moon tonight,
It’s the only one who listens.
No complaints, no advice,
Only dull silence glistens.

It’s been long since I've talked,
Poured my heart out to any.
Shared my feelings, thoughts and grieves,
None, not any.
Reasoning out me, my life,
I talk for a while to the night sky.
And the only light on me is showered by the moon,
Under whose shadow I lie.

I feel free today, like a bird out of its nest.
Like lose strands of hair,
Standing alone, I feel complete,
Into the shining night I stare.
It’s nothing new I guess,
Am living again, this time being strong.
Talking to and being the old me,
Whom I've not seen for so long....

Monday, 5 August 2013

har cheez to nai pata koi shaks....
ek harsat poori karne ke liye kisi khwaaish ko todna padta hai....
ugta suraj dekhne ke liye....
ek haseen khwaab ko todna padta hai.....

Monday, 22 July 2013

इस रात की सुबह नहीं

छोटी थी मैं,
बरसात में खेलती दिखती हूँ।।
फिर माँ की डांट के साथ,
गरम चाय की चुस्कियाँ लेती दिखती हूँ।।
दोस्तों, सहेलियों के साथ स्कूल में पढ़ती,
फिर उन्ही को छोड़ती भी दिखती हूँ।।

बचपन बीता, अब मैं कुछ बड़ी हुई,
उस बड़प्पन में भाई-बहन को समझती हूँ।।
पर कुछ नादानी मैंने की थी,
और पापा  डांट खाती हूँ।।
ज़िनदगी के उस मोड़ पर,
गिरती-संभालती दिखती हूँ।।

फिर वो दिन आए,
जिसका हर लड़की ख्वाब देखती है,
प्यार के वो पल जिनमे मैं रोटी भी और हस्ती हु।
कभी मैं टूटी कभी संभाला खुद को,
कभी दुनिया में सबसे खुश-किस्मत मन खुद को।
आज उन्ही रहो,
उन्ही गलियों से गुज़रती दिखती हु।

वो हर ख़ुशी-दुःख का पल याद अत है,
अपनी नन्ही पारी का वो पहला स्पर्श याद अत है।
फिर उसकी ज़िन्दगी के वो पल जिनसे मैं गुजरी थी,
उसे भी वही जीता देखती हु।

आज सब यहीं हैं,
मेरे दोस्त, मेरा परिवार।
पर कुछ नहीं दीखता।
दीखता है तो वो हर क्षण,
जो मैंने आज तक जिया।
आँखों के सामने सभी लम्हे मौजूद हैं,
कोई त्यौहार, जश्न या कलह ही सही।
पर अब आँखें मूंदते हुए ये आभास है,
की मेरी इस रात की सुबह नहीं।।

TO THANK A BEAUTIFUL LIFE

We are in a world of chaos,
Overflowing with the idea of gain and loss.
None here is attached to his life,
Instead is indulged in conflict and strife.

All are in race for victory,
As has been in the world's history.
No one feels his gratitude,
For the life that has offered it's fruits.

Why doesn't anyone feel this responsibility,
Towards the life that shows hospitality?
We must stop and remember our cherished moments,
Hearty laughs, playful chatters and friendly comments.

for to thank our life we must remember the times,
It has provided us with merriment and smiles.
Now repeat the exercise when you're sad,
Or when an event makes you mad.
Then you'll realise life is so serene,
Or beautiful like a savoured dream...

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

आयेगा वो दिन

एक दिन तो वो आयेगा,
जब तुम्हें यकीन आयेगा।
साथ बिताये वो दिन याद आएंगे,
गुज़रा वो ख़ुशी का पल याद आयेगा।।

जब एहसास होगा तुम्हें,
की तुम मेरे क्या हो।
हर चाहत-हर सपना मेरा हो तुम,
तुम्ही हर दुआ हो।।
ये मेरी जुबां नहीं,
मेरे दिल की दास्तां है।
मंजिल  कोई भी हो मेरी,
जहाँ तुम, वही मेरा रास्ता है।।

कभी तो तुम मेरी ये चाहत देखोगे,
कभी तो यकीन करोगे मेरे प्यार पर।
मुझे याद करोगे शायद,
गौर करोगे मेरे इकरार पर।।
कभी तो हम दोस्त बनेंगे दोबारा,
कभी तो हम में सुलह होगी।
कभी तो ये रात ढलेगी,
इंतज़ार करुँगी मैं, कब वो सुबह होगी।।

THE ILLUSION OF LOVE

You taught me a lesson for life,
Am forever indebted to you.
How can I ever payback?
For you have done so much for me.
You made me fall in love with you,
Made me feel you love me too.
I still can't believe you did that,
Like trash, you threw me.

I know the world is selfish,
But I didn't know you were a part.
I thought you were different,
But you tore me apart.
You left me bleeding,
You left me dying.
Had I known it would hurt this much,
I wouldn't have loved you from start.

You taught me how to love,
But forgot one thing.
You have to teach me too,
How to forget you.
How to fall out of love,
For I can't forget you ever.
You are my first love,
And I promise, my last too.

Monday, 15 April 2013

कटती ज़िन्दगी

जिसके साथ जीते थे,
सोचा था उसके बिना मर जायेंगे।
अगर चला जायेगा वो छोड़ कर,
तो ना जाने कहाँ जायेंगे।।

हैरानी हुई उसके जाने के बाद,
की साँस अब भी चल रही है।
दिल अब भी धड़कता है और,
उसे देख कर धड़कन बढ़ रही है।।

जानते हैं की वो नहीं आयेगा लौट कर,
फिर भी उसके आने के ख्वाब देखते हैं।
हर दिन जागते हैं हम,
उसे देखने की आस रखते हैं।।

दिन बीत जाता है, रातें कट जाती हैं,
पर वो प्यार, वो ख़ुशी जाने कब आयेगी?
सिर्फ साँस लेने को जीना नहीं कहते,
गुज़रने को तो ज़िन्दगी भी गुज़र जाएगी।।

Wednesday, 10 April 2013

DREAM OF THE DEAD

I like this place,
I like it here.
There's peace all around,
Serenity; far and near.

I wish I'd have been here,
Living here all my life.
It's a quite neighborhood,
Without any conflict, war or strife.

It's a the land of the quite,
The land of the dead.
Here, the breakfast is served with
Butter of peace on the silent bread.

They say you don't feel,
No feeling in this condition.
But i feel good to be dead,
a sense of content and satisfaction.

Satisfied to complete the life cycle,
Now, no more anger or pain.
And off went my alarm clock,
Damn! That bloody world again.

Friday, 5 April 2013

मन का डर

इतना दुःख मिला है,
मुस्कुराने में डर लगता है।
टूटी हूँ इस कदर की
साँस लेने में डर लगता है।
ऐसी दगा दी है उस दोस्त ने
अब तो दोस्त बनाने में भी डर लगता है।।

सहम जाती हूँ हर आहाट पर,
कहीं किसी तकलीफ़ का संकेत तो नहीं।
हर ख़ुशी देख कर ये संदेह होता है,
कोई सपना, भ्रम या मिथ्या तो नहीं।।
आँखों से आँसू बहा नहीं सकती,
नहीं जानती की खुद को संभाल पाऊँगी या नहीं।
पहले अश्रु के बाद बाढ़ ना आ जाये,
उस बाढ़ में डूब जाने से डर लगता है।।

अँधेरे की ऐसी आदत हुई है,
चिराग की एक किरण से डर लगता है।
इतने काँटों की चुभन के बाद अब,
पुष्प के कोमल स्पर्श से डर लगता है।
ऐसा गिराया है उसने ज़मीन पर,
मदद के लिए हाथ बढ़ाने से भी डर लगता है।
इतने ज़ख्म हैं इस दिल पे,
अब तो प्यार के एक कतरे से भी डर लगता है।।

कहाँ तो दोस्तों की महफ़िल सजा करती थी,
यारों में ही ज़िन्दगी मिला करती थी।
ऐसा साथ छोड़ा उस बेवफा ने,
अब तो किसी दोस्त की वाफाई से डर लगता है।
ऐसी दगा दी उस दोस्त ने की,
अब दोस्त बनाने से डर लगता है।।

अनजानी मंजिल की ओर

मत रो उसके लिए ऐ दोस्त,
तेरा ही दिल दुखता जायेगा।
कल की यादों के आंसुओं से देखेग़ी ,
तो आज भी धुंधला जयेगा।।

मैंने पूछा की किसके लिए रोती  है,
वो जो बीच रास्ते में तनहा छोड़ गया था?
तो वो बोली ''नहीं, उसके लिए
जिसने ज़िन्दगी भर थामने का वादा किया था''।।
वो कहने लगी,
"उसने कहा था की साथ निभाएगा,
अगर जाऊं तो रुख मोड़ देगा मेरा।
क्या पता था जिसे चाहा थे टूट के,
वो दगाबाज़ ही दिल तोड़ देगा मेरा।।

जो कली उसने अपने प्यार से सींची थी,
वो फूल बनी पर आज वो पुष्प भी मुरझा गया।
जिस धुप में उसके साथ जी रहे थे,
उस सूरज के आगे भी तन्हाई का बादल छा गया।।
सर झुकाए, रोते हुए,
ना जाने कहाँ बढ़ रही हूँ।
नज़रे उठाने में भी डर है,
ऐसी अँधेरी अकेली राह पर चल रही हूँ।।

Thursday, 4 April 2013

THE ETERNAL WAIT

i hate it
when you lie.
but, i'll wait
wait till i die.
for you to come to me
one day...
hold me
and take me away

i wanted us to be together
not for this life but forever.
but you don't and why will you?
for you love her.
you both be
with each other
she loves you and you i guess
this time love her...

i wanted you to know
i loved you then, i love you still
i always have,
i always will.
but its not about my wish,
its not what i want
its been a story about you two,
i just played a small part.
but its over now,
my role
and into the darkness i stroll....

you don't worry
just believe that am dead
stabbed and wounded
and my heart bled
but even on d trace
of blood on that knife
shouts and screams
that you were my only life

you are my only love
no matter what anyone says.
i'll still wait
wait for you always...

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

THE TRUTH

Yes, i smile
you think i'm happy
good, think that
that is why i laugh...

Yes, i get wet in rain
so that you don't see my tears
you think that i like it
that is why i sing...

I eat, sleep and breathe
everyday the same
you think i live
well, i survive...

Think all you want
but you'll never know
how much i cry every morning
and how much i miss you...

Thursday, 21 March 2013

RHYTHM OF LIFE

I have always wondered,
why people in love are always crying?
they fight and quarrel, scream and shout,
but without each other they feel like dying.

i wondered what kind of love it is,
and why all those tears?
many answers came,
jealousy, insecurity and fears.
many words but the problem's the same,
they are all just afraid.
afraid to be left alone and not been loved,
afraid to lose the relation they had made.

i never understood this fear,
that how it ever evolved?
people who love each other shouldn't fear,
trust is the answer with which this problem can be solved.
if u trust your love then why be scared,
why the thought of loss appears?
then was my turn to suffer from this pain,
and everything i doubted became crystal clear..

after all these years,
i had finally fallen for someone.
and now those tears and fears arise in me,
that he might go and i'll be left alone.
that someone else might love him,
and he might love her more than me.
one day he'd realize this is a mistake,
and leave me on my own.

he might think of me as immature,
a kid whom he never really loved.
or someone just too serious too early,
and go thinking its for the best.
but he wouldn't know that i would wait for him always,
that i would hold onto him even after he would leave.
that i would love him always,
and he would always be above the rest.

but these fears are unnecessary,
because for the time being at least.
he is here and so am i,
and no one between us-angel or beast...

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

CROATOAN

Is it just me,
Or is it true?
Did the heavens back out,
Or hell just broke loose?
Demons, evil everywhere
Nowhere to go.
No angel in sight,
To bury the Satan low.

Death and destruction,
Loss and fear all around.
Disease of the dead and
Love of the infected surrounds.
The sun is above but darkness covers
Our head and brain and soul.
We carry our spirit around,
Filled in the demon's bowl.

Its not an apocalypse,
But you get the idea.
Its the daily world we live in,
And the routine criteria.
In a world full of sins,
Lust, pride, anger and rage.
Gods are crying their hearts out,
For all the devil and sage.

Monday, 11 March 2013

WHERE DID IT GO??


Everyday i die
and i die some more...
is there a way
any way to lure
the happiness back in my life
i dont know where and why it went
but i want it back
back in my tent...

who took it and why
i dont wanna know
am looking for whats mine
and mine alone...
i'll do whatever it takes
die for it and kill
although i do not know
if i'll find it still...

i know where it lies
but thats out of my league now
so i know am never getting it back
and i'll live somehow...
live, how will i ever
no...its survival i'm talking
now i'll walk alone forever
and into the darkness am walking...

CHERISHED MOMENTS


Gone are the days when we were together,
When we would hug and hold each other.
We would laugh and cry and sing and dance,
We would stare at each other or just merely glance.
And when we knew that come what may,
Neither of us would ever part our ways.

Left behind is the time when I would hold your hand,
And walk beside you on the warm beach sand.
I cherish the mornings when you would wake me up,
With a smile on your face, holding a tea cup.
You would feel sorry as the toast did burn,
OH! How I wish for those days to return.

I can still see your face before you left,
My heart ached as you wept.
Your eyes were filled with agony,
"I'll be there", you promised me.
You were dead tired before you went,
All worn out and oh so spent!
Struggling every moment to live some more,
"I'll be watching", to me, you swore.

Now, I remember those moments on my death bed,
Awaiting to meet you on the other end.
I know that a new beginning follows my death,
And a smile spreads on my face as I take my LAST BREATH..........!!!